Happy birthday, Tino! If I were up on the Ottawa right now with you, I'd bake you an entire carrot cake and then we'd sing some James Taylor. Perhaps wear some sponsored clothing and take a stroll through a death camp or a surf town, then run a waterfall. At night we'd hit up a Chilean carnival, get on a death inducing spin ride and hold on for dear life. Oh bro, it'd be so sick! Happy birthday to the sickest bro I know.